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[aid] => mick
[title] => Wolves School
[time] => 2005-09-10 05:59:33
[hometext] => seen an ugly duck lately?
[bodytext] => There once was a cumbersome cub in the drug down pride of a broken den. He hunted with a bunch of country pups who spent much of their time boasting. Bursting with plans of going to wolves school They made fun of the cub, said he was too clumsy, better find a trade more suited, for his lazy brain and shaggy mane. He would be foolish, to try to go to wolves school. Later he dreamed~ of a white horse with one horn, Told the cub he was a king, just born out of place. Said to run to the river, and take a long look at his face. Where the current runs slow. He saw the king the next morning, down where whirlpools swirl around the corner. Now those dogs who once were pups talking so bold of wolf’s school, Tuck their tails and run for home~ When they here that lion )))ROAR((( As seasons unfold so does the kingdom of golden manes, with all pride set aside for family game *~thrive~* Where the river runs slow. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sometimes on clear nights, they hear those lonely dogs. Begging the moon, for all that time they lost sight of themselves at wolves school. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 50 [informant] => earthman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ApologyPoetry )
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